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footsteps. His every move shadowed his father’s towering presence, every choice
               scrutinized for its alignment with the family’s legacy. The brief affair that resulted in
               Phoebe was, in many ways, his only act of impulsive defiance—though even that felt
               unintentional now, more like a momentary lapse than a true rebellion.




               Now, years later, Edward stood aboard the boat, watching as Phoebe—a grown woman
               herself—gently held little Naja in her arms. At just one year old, Naja was a picture of
               innocence, her soft cheeks flushed from the light breeze, her tiny hands clutching at
               Phoebe’s blouse for balance. She was the loveliest little girl imaginable, with her dark,
               curious eyes that seemed to take in everything around her, even if she couldn’t yet
               understand it all.



               Victoria, ever the perfectionist, made a comment—something lighthearted, though with an

               edge of control—to Phoebe, who smiled politely in return. Phoebe’s gaze, however,
               lingered on the harbor, where the boats swayed gently in the breeze. Her face betrayed
               nothing, but Edward could sense her thoughts, or perhaps he only imagined them.



               What did she see when she looked at him now? A father she barely knew? A man who had
               failed to be there for her in the moments that mattered most? Or perhaps, she simply saw

               the boats, the reflection of the sun on the water, and the child in her arms—a new
               beginning, a chance for something better.



               Edward’s chest tightened as he watched them. He had spent years compartmentalizing his
               life, separating Phoebe’s existence from the carefully curated image of his family. But here
               they all were, together on this boat. Phoebe, Victoria, little Naja—it was an odd tableau, an
               incomplete puzzle he had never quite figured out how to piece together.



               For all his planning, all his precision in business and life, Edward now felt unprepared. The

               weight of his decisions, his failings, pressed against him as he looked at Phoebe. She
               deserved more from him, but he wasn’t sure he had it in him to give.
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